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| confused |
Posted
on 01-Oct-03 05:51 PM
WARNING: this poem aint for people wwho are well educated english men..coz lots of gramatical mistakes here lol;)
FEeLING
I looked at the sky
felt like touching it
I looked at the stars
felt like standing on it
For years and years i just kept on thinking
Thinking of a way to touch that sky and then to stand on that star
One day i finally figured out the way
and before i knew it... i was there.
For a second it did fell good
Above everybody, rising up
To look at me now not only Jimmi had to turn his head up
But the whole world had to with him together
I never looked back..
but one day..i felt something inside of me
i just looked down for a moment
When i did,
I saw a happy boy with his mother
I saw a happy wife with her husband
I saw a happy brother with his sister
then i looked at me...I HAD NOTHING ..nothing at all
and at that moment.this star which i was standing in felt nothing to me
Nothing at all...
I tried to get down
but to my suprise there were no stairs
Once you had been up there.. you could not get down
everything seemed so frustating
everything seemed so irregular..
finally i gave up and jumped down..
and that was it THE END:(
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| Echoes |
Posted
on 01-Oct-03 05:58 PM
Confused,
Now I know who you are ;)! Tesai confuse garne sida saada manche lai?
Good good. Write more..you're getting there, brother!
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| Rusty |
Posted
on 01-Oct-03 07:58 PM
Confused...Very good. Don't be baffled bustle:)
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| ru |
Posted
on 01-Oct-03 11:13 PM
like a jigsaw puzzle
(one at a time)
I try make sense
of a dollar, of a dime
up in the sky, the stars twinkle
right beside the garden's gloom
out on the patio, with my thinking cap on
(I wonder) how the flowers bloom
time and again, every tuesday night
what's not working (and what's right)
I wonder every day until friday creeps in
as stoned as I am, hereby I sing
I am the master of my moods
(and yet the slave of my desire)
I am the hero of my dreams
(and yet the ashes of my fire)
sunday comes and the assignments' due
round the clock I tick to get my crap done
With ambitions to succeed (at every cost I say)
with a job at hand, with the essence forgone
round and round, ferry the burning light
(make no error, perfection if you might)
like the dots in a line, (I realize) I'm so F** blind
never turning back, to see the pattern behind
I am only a piece in the puzzle
A mere flower in the garden
(Yet) I am the dime of the dollar
I am a dot in the pattern
I am the insignificant other
(And yet) I cause you a bother
Hey take a step back, look a little further
(And yet) I am (afterall) only just anohter.
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| isolated freak |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 01:31 AM
good poem.
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| Arnico |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 02:43 AM
nice poems
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| SimpleGal |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 08:27 AM
Confused bhai (I know who you are ni :) )
What a beautiful poem! Never thought of things that way, but it does illuminate the human condition --- of those who reach for the stars and lose the feel of the earth!
Bravo!
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| Nepe |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 09:02 AM
Confused,
A mind-liberating poem. Keep writing.
***********************
Ru,
Wow ! That's the kind of poetry I love to read. One with rythm, rhyme, music, humility and a message. Your's is a poem for a great recital.
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| Bilbo Baggins |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 09:52 AM
I looked at the sky
I saw complete Emptiness
I looked at the stars
Which cause my Blindness
Just kidding!! I am terrible at poetry. Thank you for posting these heart warming poems!!
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| oys_chill |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 02:47 PM
hmmm confused
POET? aanch........la pragati cha. aaba trivia chai kaile banauni ? :P
well done, keep writing. It was simple, poignant yet beared such a powerful image, felt it....siring siring bho :)
talk to ya laterz
Oys
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| confused |
Posted
on 02-Oct-03 05:34 PM
lol...looks like my hot chick post work..;)
guys thanx for such a response man..lol didnt deserve that much but anyway thank you man..
ru what a poem man..good job it was awesome with such a heavy meaning..keep on writing..:)
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